Monster Girl Development Master

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"It's alright, I'll help you." Dantalian smiled warmly and gently patted Rani's shoulder. "After all, I'm practically your mother."

"Gah?!"

Rani felt like her shoulder was about to crack. She finally realized how much she had gone wrong. She stood up straight, head bowed, and apologized: "I'm sorry, Master, Mama Dantalian, I was just joking."

She still hasn't apologized to Lyme.

What angered Zhuang Sen and Dantalian, or rather worried them, was this: unlike the monster girls like Dantalian and the others, the ones created by the nest were far too monster girls, lacking the moral values ​​of modern humans, and had to be strictly disciplined! Especially with someone as vicious as Lamia, if they were allowed to grow freely and wildly, who knows what they would become.

Fortunately, Johnson's orders were effective, and Dantalian's suppression was unexpectedly powerful. Rani went from being an elegant, mysterious, scheming, and alluring vixen when she first appeared to a pitiful comedian, who didn't seem too difficult to train.

"Alright, let's start by talking about the skills and knowledge you possess..."

Zhuang Sen clapped his hands, easing the tension. The undeniably idiotic Lem, though still confused about what had happened, happily grinned and stuck close to Zhuang Sen.

Johnson~Peace of mind~

……

The conversation with Rani lasted for a while, but unfortunately, apart from gaining a clearer understanding of Lamia's "distorted values," there wasn't much else to be learned. So, Zhuang Sen got up, preparing to start his business, but before that, he took the rapier he had picked up from Nia earlier from Lydia: "This is a birthday present for you. Listen to Dantalian."

Lani looked at the exquisite rapier that was handed to her. Intricate dwarven runes surrounded the beautiful blade, and the hilt was engraved with reliefs that conformed to the aesthetics of the Lamia race. Even the hilt was inlaid with a deep green gem. It was clear that it was made with great care and was not just some random roadside item.

Rani paused for a moment, then instinctively said seductively, "Master~ You gave me such a wonderful gift, all I can do to repay you is~ Waaah?!"

Dantalian withdrew her hand: "Don't get aroused so easily."

Although she was hit again, Rani was not discouraged at all. She carefully put away Johnson's gift and placed it next to Lamia's Egg. Her actions were very elegant... if you ignored the strange noises she occasionally made and the water stains on the floor.

Well, Lamia is Lamia after all. While the bad side cannot be ignored, the good side cannot be denied either. They are indeed smarter and more capable than slimes.

……

"Okay, let's go back."

Zhuang Sen stretched, finishing the second major task of the day. "Time to rest and recharge for the big battle!"

You'd better talk to Falau.

Dantalian affectionately kissed Zhuang Sen's forehead, picked him up, and walked out. The others naturally followed, and even Lani cleverly found the nun's clothes Dantalian had prepared in the room, transformed into human form, and followed! They wouldn't be able to see their master again soon, so they had to hurry!

Damn it! I should have known better than to belittle that slime before. Otherwise, it might be all lovey-dovey with its beloved owner right now!

Amidst Rani's regret, the group arrived at the temple's front hall and bumped into another group.

The group consisted of both men and women, but mostly women, thirteen in total. They were all dressed neatly in formal attire from the Church of the Furies, exuding an aura of faith and fanaticism, their sharp eyes seeming to hold a grudge against everyone. Or to put it more bluntly, a bunch of people overflowing with superiority, considering themselves above everyone else.

Zhuang Sen sensed trouble brewing.

Before he could speak, the older woman who appeared to be the leader of the group struck first, shouting at Dantalian, "Nun over there, what are you doing?! Don't you know men aren't allowed in the temple?! How dare you hold him so impurely! Or is this boy your child? How utterly unclean..."

Old Deng is quite eloquent; he speaks loudly, quickly, and clearly, and his words are filled with an annoying sense of superiority. He's really quite skilled.

Zhuang Sen's previously cheerful expression turned cold, and he immediately retorted in an even louder voice: "Shut up, you old woman, are you insulting this Earl?!"

Chapter 181: A Meaningless Struggle

Upon hearing Zhuang Sen's words, the once arrogant old woman instantly lost her haughtiness. Her dry lips twitched several times, but she couldn't say anything more. She wasn't a complete fool; she just hadn't expected that such a childlike, unpretentious boy, being held like a child, would be the local earl.

But from the expressions of the onlookers, especially the nuns of the Aranta Temple, she could tell that Zhuang Sen was not lying. In fact, she had noticed that the expressions of the people around her were not right, but she just thought that Zhuang Sen had a special identity—but if he didn't have a special identity, he wouldn't have been able to enter the inner sanctum!

How could she have guessed that a dignified earl would be so shameless!

At this moment, a middle-aged man standing next to her stepped forward, attempting to speak: "Count..."

"Shut up, you idiot! Did I give you permission to speak?" Zhuang Sen took his arrogance to the extreme, directly interrupting the other party and questioning them in a tone even more offensive than the old woman's before, "Who are you? Who gave you permission to enter Leon Territory? Where are your passes?"

The Fallen Star Kingdom is a typical feudal agrarian kingdom where ordinary people are not allowed to leave their hometowns without permission. Even going to the next village requires reporting to the village official, let alone traveling between different territories. But then again, that applies to ordinary people. These people are clearly church members, and theoretically, they don't need to be managed so strictly. But then again, why are they here to cause trouble, and so clueless of them?

Faced with Zhuang Sen's aggressive questioning, the group felt extremely humiliated. They had never been treated like commoners and were being berated like this before. They couldn't bear it any longer. The middle-aged man who had just tried to speak politely turned pale and said in an icy tone, "Your Excellency, we are inspectors from the Falling Star Kingdom headquarters of the Church of Vengeance. We have received a report and are here to inspect the Aranta Temple for any violations of its doctrines. All our actions are officially endorsed by the Kingdom, and you have no need to question us. Moreover, although you are a count, as a man, your entry into the inner sanctum violates the doctrines of the Church of Vengeance. Not to mention that this nun is so intimate with you, which is a major taboo!"

After finishing his long speech, the middle-aged man felt much better, like someone who had been constipated for days suddenly finding relief. He was extremely confident in the subtle combination of persuasion and pressure in his words. His speech had subtly revealed his noble status and powerful connections, while also refuting and belittling Zhuang Sen, further solidifying his own moral high ground and continuing to suppress the uncivilized nuns of the area. Perfect!

His companions echoed his praise with smiles, their sense of superiority growing even stronger—a bunch of uncivilized country bumpkins, daring to challenge our Lord Wangdu!

Then Zhuang Sen chuckled and asked, "Cerine, what do you think?"

"A bunch of country bumpkins from the outer city, what are they pretending to be from the capital for?" The genuine princess took a step forward, revealing her naturally beautiful face. The confidence brought by her red dragon bloodline combined with the elegance and arrogance ingrained in her royal upbringing was displayed. She didn't even need to use [Dragon's Might], and those so-called inspectors went soft on their own.

"King, Your Highness the Queen?"

The middle-aged man, who still had no name, suddenly collapsed to his knees and knelt before Celine. The other men among his companions also knelt down, while the nuns managed to stay upright, though their expressions were as if they had eaten shit.

They never imagined that their very first offense upon entering the Temple of Aranta would offend the local lord and count, as well as Princess Serene Anser, who, despite lacking royal blood, was practically a darling of the royal family! Did the Temple of Aranta really have such powerful backers?!

For the first time, they sensed that the mission might not go as smoothly as they had imagined.

Celine gave a disdainful smile, not even bothering to respond politely to the spineless groveling: "What, is it a problem for me to enter the inner sanctum?"

The middle-aged man, drenched in sweat, replied: "No, I wouldn't dare."

Celine shook her head, completely displaying her disdain for the middle-aged man: "Tsk tsk, speaking of which, when did the inspectors of the Church of Nemesis have men? Or is the Church of Nemesis not actually the Church of Nemesis? You've come to the wrong place?"

The nuns were now sweating profusely. They couldn't afford the enormous blame of splitting the Church, nor could they afford to offend a favored princess—Even without the king's intervention, Princess "White Flame" Serafina could wipe out their entire families, and the Church itself was doing it. However, this didn't mean they had completely given up. On the contrary, they harbored even more resentment and hatred towards everyone except Celine, including even Johnson.

Hey, the kings of the capital are kings, even those in the outer city are more kings than you country bumpkins!

These inspectors, who lacked a sense of discretion and restraint, were unaware that their expressions had been completely exposed to Zhuang Sen, and instead thought they were putting on a good show. However, just as Zhuang Sen was about to eliminate them as quickly as possible, Dantalian stopped him: "They're just expendable pawns. Killing them will only get us more capable people from headquarters. Besides, aren't these clowns useful to keep around?"

Zhuang Sen understood Dantalian's meaning: she wanted to keep the pig-nose enemy to use for smearing. As for why the Church of Nemesis was so hostile to its own branch, that was Zhuang Sen's fault. Who told him to create a level five holy bloodline for the Temple of Aranta? How was the current level four dark bloodline patriarch supposed to cope?

The Patriarch isn't a king, and her position isn't inherited; she's elected. And even a fool knows which is better, a level five bloodline or a level four bloodline. Therefore, for Patriarch Yelena, the Temple of Aranta and Dantalian are her greatest enemies. The better they do, the greater their reputation, the greater the threat they pose to her, and naturally, she'll find ways to target them!

After all, this Ms. Yelena had done it before, ordering Bishop Rosa not to participate in the conflict between the Church of War and Johnson. She could compromise even with an old adversary like the Church of War, so what else couldn't she do?

In other words, she was constrained by the situation in the capital and by the doctrines of the Church, and could not directly come to kill Dantalian; otherwise, she would have come long ago. Similarly, Dantalian has not yet awakened to her fourth awakening, or rather, has not demonstrated the power of a fourth awakening; otherwise, her position as Patriarch would have been in jeopardy long ago.

Unfortunately, her current struggles are meaningless, because Dantalian is already very close to the fourth awakening, and Johnson's efforts have not been in vain!

Therefore, keeping such a group of clowns around is indeed more beneficial than harmful.

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Chapter 182: The Golden-Haired Aunt

The inspectors slunk away like clowns, not even daring to answer Celine's questions, for they were simply impossible to explain and could only pretend not to hear. But it didn't matter; Johnson would make sure this matter spread throughout Leon Territory, and even back to the capital.

But Zhuang Sen doesn't need to control the specific details.

"Thank you so much for your help, Your Excellency."

Priestess Loris, who hadn't appeared for a long time but often met with Zhuang Sen, thanked him. After Dantalian mainly went to help Zhuang Sen with his work, this priestess took on the heavy responsibility of the Temple of Aranta. Her originally lively expression was suppressed by work, turning her into a pitiful corporate slave.

After exchanging pleasantries with them and greeting Bishop Rosa, who arrived later, Zhuang Sen told her that she could contact him anytime if the clowns caused trouble again, and then left the Temple of Aranta. He figured it wasn't too late yet, and he could go back and visit his Aunt Lilith.

……

Johnson left, but Dantalian didn't go back with him; she still had work to do and a Lani to train. When Dantalian returned from seeing Johnson off, she ran into Loris again.

"Oh, you're really enjoying yourself now, Dantalian." Loris, who was already more than a meter shorter than Dantalian, teased her best friend, "The young and wealthy Earl dotes on you so much, and is even willing to play children's games with you. It's truly enviable."

Dantalian chuckled softly, "Then how about I recommend you to my dear, and you can join us too?"

Loris snorted and poked Dantalian's waist with her hand: "You little slut, you really don't know shame. Besides, I'm going to inherit the Temple of Aranta. If we both run away, are we going to let Bishop Rosa work for decades and wait for the next level three bloodline person? Or are we going to hand over the Temple of Aranta to the parachuted bishop arranged by headquarters?"

A hint of amusement flashed in Dantalian's eyes. She didn't miss the strange emotion in Loris's words, but she didn't point it out immediately. Instead, she smiled and said, "Alright, after all this beating around the bush, what do you really want?"

Loris pursed her lips, a little embarrassed, and whispered, "Hey, Dantalian, can you tell me how to quickly improve your bloodline? You've already awakened three times, while I'm only awakened twice. How am I supposed to take over the Temple of Aranta?"

Dantalian shook her head helplessly: "I'm sorry, I can't tell you this method, and you really can't use it."

Loris looked helpless, but quickly covered it up with a taunt: "Is it related to your darling?"

Dantalian saw this but didn't expose her: "Yes, but actually, my dear shouldn't mind telling you, it's just that the Bloodthirsty Bee really can't use that method."

She's not a monster girl, so using Zhuang Sen's essence would just be a waste. Otherwise, Dantalian wouldn't mind sharing some with her best friend.

After thinking for a moment, Dantalian added, "However, the Blue Raven Merchant Guild will be getting a batch of wind and berserk attribute development potions soon, so I'll bring some over then."

Loris shook her head: "No, no, that's a bit too much. Let me go see how much money I have!"

“Alright, let me know when the time comes.” Dantalian didn’t press the issue. She knew Loris’s personality well. If it was something good from within the church, or even something Dantalian herself, Loris would definitely be willing to accept it. But if it came from the Blue Raven Merchant Guild, she would definitely not be willing to take it for free.

However, Loris also seemed quite... Dantalian pondered, then took Rani back to the room.

……

Meanwhile, returning to Glorious Manor, Johnson, bathed in the lingering glow of dusk, entered the dungeon with Lady Lia.

The "luxury suite" originally reserved for Wall and Lizard has now welcomed a new guest: Lilith Farau, the heiress of the Farau family, Lady Lia's sister, Earl Johnson's aunt, a cunning and ruthless merchant, a holy bandit, and known as "Pure Gold".

As for Colm, the room next door is rotten.

Unlocking the iron-clad wooden door with the key, the simple decor remained unchanged, but the blonde beauty, still dressed in opulent attire, elevated the room, making even the candlelight seem gilded. It must be said, in terms of sheer long hair alone, Lilith was stronger.

Lady Leah pouted and pinched Zhuang Sen's butt, making no attempt to hide her jealousy—she could lose to anyone but Lilith Farau!

Zhuang Sen had no choice but to kiss his mother to appease this unusually jealous woman.

"That's disgusting. Don't you even try to hide it from people?"

A clear, melodious voice rang out, filled with intense disgust and repulsion, as if the speaker had seen something filthy.

Lady Leah gave Zhuang Sen another smug kiss, full of boastfulness: "Heh, is this unwanted old maid jealous?"

Lilith, her face contorted with disgust, snapped back, "It's better than you, you slut who's sleeping with your own son!"

Lady Lia got even more excited: "Oh, I forgot you're infertile, so you're actually jealous that you'll never have a child as wonderful as my Zhuang Sen, right? Speaking of which, no one else knows yet, right? If I were to tell anyone, do you think you could still secure your position as heir? Otherwise, you can kneel down and kowtow to me two hundred times, and I might give you a child to adopt. After all, I still have a lot of children to give to Zhuang Sen."

Lilith was hit where it hurt, but she showed no sign of yielding or compromising. Instead, she immediately unleashed her ultimate move: "You? An ordinary person? You still want to have more children? In two years, you won't even have any moisture left down there!"

This is usually her biggest verbal attack on Lady Lia. Because Lady Lia has not awakened her bloodline, even if she tries her best to maintain it, she will never be as youthful and beautiful as Lilith, who has a level three bloodline, when she reaches her forties or fifties. This is an objective fact that cannot be changed. So every time she says this, Lady Lia will lose her temper and get angry.

But this time, Lady Leah didn't feel attacked at all; she even smiled and said, "Oh? So this is the most vicious thing you could think of? How about this then?"

Lady Lia casually waved her hand, and milky white spider silk shot out, hitting Lilith directly in the face. From a distance, it looked extremely unclean.

But Lilith had no time to peel the spider silk off her face; she only roared in shock, "Impossible! How could you awaken your bloodline! This, this is the effect of high-grade magic iron equipment! How ridiculous that you would use such a foolish method to deceive yourself, Lia!"

"Hehe." Lady Lia laughed with a sense of superiority, casually tossing out several different abilities: spider silk, venom, and free movement, successfully slapping Lilith in the face with facts.

"Now, my dear sister, what do you have to offer me in comparison?"

Chapter 183: How Does a Puppy Bark?

While Lady Lia was venting her anger on Lilith, Zhuang Sen was also observing his aunt. This was the first time he had observed Lilith so closely. Before, at Eagle Cliff, he had either kept a distance or fought in her true bloodline form. After capturing her, he had been busy communicating with Lisander and Celine, so he hadn't paid much attention to her. Now, seeing her, he realized she was indeed a beauty.

In the dim candlelight of the dungeon, a beautiful woman sat gracefully on a rough wooden stool, exuding a noble air. Her golden hair, braided into pigtails, illuminated her fair face, flushed red with anger. Her pearly white teeth were clenched behind her half-open red lips, and her alluring almond-shaped eyes were wide open, glaring at Lady Lia. The demeanor of a noblewoman who could not bear the humiliation was evident.

She was wearing an ill-fitting linen dress, which was stretched taut by her ample breasts, which were comparable to Lady Lia's. The dress was on the verge of bursting, and the hem hung loosely, revealing her smooth, slender waist and flat stomach. Even her pink navel was clearly visible.

Her trousers were almost completely swallowed by her plump, ripe buttocks, which resembled soft, steamed peaches, creating distinct lines that seemed to be begging for her to be grasped, caressed, and conquered. Like her top, the linen trousers, squeezed and crushed by her large, ripe buttocks, had slipped to a dangerously low position at the waist. Zhuang Sen could even easily see the delicate, pink, and perfectly pubic area between her plump, fleshy thighs.

Zhuang Sen pondered for a moment, and his breath warmed slightly—he hadn't expected that his aunt was a rare white tiger.

Meanwhile, Lilith finally noticed Zhuang Sen's amused and undisguised gaze. Having never experienced anything like this before, she was naturally furious. However, seeing Mrs. Leah's smug look, she swallowed back the scolding and curses that were on the tip of her tongue and smiled seductively: "Great, Leah, but it seems your son prefers me to an old woman like you?"

Although Lilith was only a year younger than Lady Leah, that did not stop her from attacking Lady Leah's age. Especially with the "assistance" of Zhuang Sen's enthusiastic gaze, she couldn't wait to see Lady Leah's defenses crumble. To this end, she even thrust her ripe and voluptuous breasts toward Zhuang Sen.

Johnson's gaze burned even brighter than she had hoped, but Lady Leah's reaction was not as he expected; she even smiled, an unusual occurrence that made Lilith uneasy. This unease quickly transformed into genuine tension and fear with Lady Leah's actions and words.

Mrs. Liya gently pulled down Zhuang Sen's waistband, saying to him with utmost affection, "Zhuang Sen, you want to sleep with this slut? Then help your mother teach her a lesson."

With a soft "plop," as the last restraints fell away, under the seductive allure of Lilith's mature and arousing body, which seemed to be crying out for pleasure, and under Lady Lia's skillful hands, the already erect Zhuang Sen sprang out instantly, bringing a gust of wind and releasing a pungent, blush-inducing stench.

After all, he'd been busy all day, so it's normal for Zhuang Sen to have a bit of a sweaty smell.

Lilith tensed her back, her linen top groaning under the weight, but she couldn't care less. She hurriedly got up, trying to dodge, but her movements were in vain. Lady Lia simply raised her hand, and a spider silk landed on her proud breasts, causing waves of lustful waves while keeping them in place.

Although she was a level three bloodline user, after being captured, she could only eat once every three days and was given various non-lethal poisons that weakened her power. Now, she was no different from an ordinary person in terms of strength, so she naturally could not break free from the monster girl Lia who had become Arachne.

Faced with the disparity in power, Lilith finally showed a hint of vulnerability, gritting her teeth as she asked, "Lia! What exactly do you want?"

Lady Lia used one hand to pull on the spider silk, restraining her foolish sister, while the other hand gently stroked Big Zhuangsen, making it even more erect and ferocious, before she withdrew her hand and brought it to her nose to sniff. This wanton act horrified Lilith, but amidst the fear, her heart, which had been dry for thirty-three years, trembled almost imperceptibly for a moment.

"What do I want to do? Of course, it's you, my foolish sister. Don't tell me you don't even know how to exploit a captured noblewoman?"

Lilith knew this, of course, but it only made her more nervous. She even disregarded her pride and forced herself to explain, "Wait, you know I can't get pregnant. No matter how much effort you waste, you can't steal the Holy Eagle bloodline from me!"

Lilith's smile deepened as she half-squatted down, picked up Zhuang Sen, and planted a deep kiss on his cheek: "So, my dear Zhuang Sen, you can do whatever you want with me without any worries, right?"